looked down to find my hands trembling.
There were three pairs of eyes on me.
âAre you all right, sir?â Nils asked, cocking his head.
âWeâre in trouble. Get on there,â I said, pointing at the console. âFind me a map. Playtimeâs over.â
âYes, sir.â
I got up and stepped away. If I dealt with this now, it was going to be pretty obvious. And slipping away would be just as bad. I had to wait. I took some shaky breaths.
âAdmiral?â
â
Yes
, Lieutenant?â
âWhatâs the trouble, sir?â She knew. She was a doctor, after all. And she had spent our entire time together staring at me. Sheâd probably noticed before I had. Maybe that was why she was so pissed off.
âWe donât know where we are, and our ship isnât working,â I replied, keeping my tone even. âThings are not ideal. And Iâm not having a good wake-up,â I added. That was true, at least.
She gave me a pitying look. âDo better,â she said.
âAll right,â I said, putting up my hands. âAll right.â
Salmagard and Nils turned to look at me. Deilani folded her arms. Was that smugness?
I gave her a disgusted look, and reached into my bag.
âLetâs keep the judgment to a minimum,â I said, taking out a hypo and injecting myself.
Deilani turned to the others, jerking her chin at me.
âOur honorary admiral,â she said.
âHey, come on,â I said. I was feeling better already. âEven admirals can have vices, right? Iâm on vacation.â
âWhat did you just take?â Deilani asked, cutting me off.
âThatâs kind of personal,â I replied, glancing at Salmagard. She was completely expressionless.
Deilani twitched an eyebrow. âFrom the withdrawal, Iâm going to say synthetic opiates.â
âYou cheated,â I said. âWho told you?â
Deilani just looked at me. I sighed.
âAll right, you got me. Iâm dependent. You can report me when we get to Payne Station. Iâm sure thatâll be great. Theyâll probably demote me and garnish some wages or something.â
She gave me another one of those pitying looks. âI donât know who you are,â she said, âbut you arenât getting off that easy.â
âWhat? For this?â I held up my empty hypo.
âFor impersonating an officer. Youâre going to prison.â
âI wish,â I said.
Deilani blinked, and Salmagard cut in.
âSir, can we activate a beacon?â she asked.
It was a sensible suggestion, and a good rescue. We needed to get on task. âWorry about me later, Lieutenant. Iâm the least of your problems.â
I turned to Salmagard. âNo. I donât think so.â I shook my head. âMaybe we could if this was still a Ganraen ship, but itâs full of Evagardian systems, and if the computerâs down, there is no beacon. I would
love
to know whatâs wrong with the systems,â I added to Nils.
âYes, sir.â
âIs it sabotage? Because if it looks like sabotage, then weâre getting somewhere.â
âI donât know, sir.â
At first I hadnât been sure, but it couldnât be coincidence. Even a ship as old as this wouldnât just happen to fall apart at the same time my sleeper did. What had been done to my sleeper had also been done to this computer.
âDo you have a reason to suspect sabotage?â Deilani asked. Sheâd deflated a little, but she wouldnât let go. Not while there was still breath in her body. I respected that, but I wasnât at my best.
I spread my arms. âI think this is all pretty damn weird,â I told her.
âBut where are the androids?â Deilani pressed.
âNever deployed,â I said. âOr weâd see them all over.â There are no androids, kid. Ganraen ship, Evagardian crew. Evagardian systems. Androids